This is a true story. It involves mutual masturbation and oral by two teens.
I can see now as we head into the shower that i was NOT going to keep my promise to Chris. There was no way, as I observed his smooth ass move to adjust the water once again in the shower, that I would be able to keep myself from touching him in a sexual way before we got back to the bed.
Chris slides the shower curtin aside and lifts his left leg to step gingerly into the tub, careful of not slipping. As his right leg lifts over the edge of the tub my hand grabs his thigh, running it up and down the milky white glob of flesh as my hand continues up to hit the bottom of his ball sac. Chris rests his foot on the tub edge allowing me access to any part of his body I care to feel, touch or stroke. His magnificent manhood, though only on the body of a young teen, would make ANYONE proud to claim possession as owner. It rests on two clean flesh colored balls wrapped in human flesh that is bald and has no trace of hair or fuzz. Taking the warm loose sac into my hand I gently caress it around and around when causes Chris to lean his head back aganist the wall and let out a moan of approval. My fingers travel futher down between his legs and under his balls, and they stop just at that point of the dark crevice that would lead into his boyhood love tunnel. Not being one who gets any type of kicks outta anal love making, my fingers stop and reverse themselfs to come back to the original starting point to his low hangers. I again caress them and toy with them as again Chris sighs. His flesh muscle begins to flex itself and unwind as I hold his family jewels to continue my inspection of them. I watch in awe as his skin tube developes into a mature ripe banana, with the curve of it being upsidedown as the heat from his dick wraps my hand as a python does its prey. The full extent of his dick is enhanced as it now rests upon my forearm and hand. The wide, purple scarlet head reminds me of the old style German Army helmets worn during World War II....its big, its solid, its shiny and it is just waiting for me to apply pressure to it to test its strength and durability.
I look up at Chris and see he is in a world of his own, perhaps taking in the sensations of his joy and stimulations as a dry mouth animal would quench his thrist at the watering hole.
Chris lets his leg drop into the tub as I move closer to him to have that full body skin on skin contact. As I slide the shower curtin closed, he grabs and wraps his arms around my back and pulls me to him, only to be stopped by that trunk that is now between his body and mine.
Looking into his lake clear blue eyes I smile as he returns my smile. His lips, now rosy red as the steam from the heat of the shower swirls around us, curl into a bigger smile and they open just slightly as an invitation. His button nose is in just perfect porportion to the rest of his clean skin face. I move his fallin hair from his face and back onto the top of his head. His dirty blond hair now looks dark brown from the water. My hands caress his face on both sides as my head moves into his space and our lips collide into a mess of wet lips and probing tongues. As our tongues do battle for each other, Chris then begins his love dance, pumping gently towards my body hoping to fulfill his mission of lift off.
Breaking away from his magnet lips and letting my head slide slowly downward, my own tongue leaves a trail of hot spit as it travels down and down his naked but smooth torso. As rivers of molten lava spew forth from that vocano, my trail takes my lips to his right nipple, where I slowly take it into my mouth and caress it with just the tip of my tongue. I feel the vibrations of Chris's moans as I move to his left nipple and caress it as i did to his right one.
My knees then bend for me as they are given the order to lower my head. My trail of hot love now moves to his open range of stomach flesh, where as the buffalo did years ago drifting and grazing at the sweet juice of the plains grass, so my hot tongue does to Chris and his stomach. Finding the little pond of the plains, I suck hard and long as my tongue dips into his bellybutton. So firm, so tight, yet so sensative to my tongue exploring that Chris humps his dick into my chest and begs me to get his off.
"My gawd Richard suck me off dude....get me to cum like you did before dude."
Who was I to refuse? As Chris grabbed the sides of my head and directed my mouth to his now towering inferno, I could not mistake the bead of pre cum that was dripping from his helmut as being water drops from the shower. Thick, creamy, clear drops were coming forth as a sign that much more was to follow, if only called for.
Licking the precum that now was baptising his purple head, I took ahold of his strong bayonet and directed its tip to my mouth. As a flame from a match starts the fire upon touching the paper, so my tongue was to Chris as its touched his dick head. Moans and more moans came forth from deep within Chris as he pumped his dick deeper into my mouth and down my throat. Never having the experience of something so large, hard and curved caused me to gag up as a reflex, letting me know this was NOT going to be swallowed. I backed my head some allowing just the head and a few inches of Chris's dick back into the warm confines of my mouth.
Holding the rest of his hot cock with my right hand, I began a slow piston like stroke back and forth, up and down upon his shaft as my mouth caused a vaccum effect and my tongue was doing its best to swirl around and around his purple cap.
Chris and I then got into a rhythm as his smooth ass cheeks left the back of the shower wall as he pumped into my mouth, only to slap aganist it with a wet sound as I then pumped my mouth down onto him. My left hand begin its search of any little object I can latch onto and hold as my right hand continued its service in helping to get my new found love to his climax. Caressing his now tight nipples and forcing my mouth deeper onto his manhood, I heard Chris moan deeper than he ever had and it was then that I knew he was there.
Forcing his hands tight aganist me, Chris took one final deep breath and then hissed it all out in a slow steady pace as a tire going flat.
"gggggaaaaaaawwwwwwddddd." was all I heard as my tongue was struck by lightening when I felt hot syrupy liquid fill my mouth to capacity. Trying to remain still but trying to also keep my pumping going, I felt blast after blast of Chris's cum being shot deep into my throat and down my gullet. I felt a heavy weight upon me as I knew Chris's legs could hold him up no more.
A loud whimper as again another foceful blast took me by surprise. Swallowing so fast for fear of drowning, I felt the throbs and flexes as his love muscle begin to subside.
Hearing only the shower fall as rain drops on a tin roof, I listened to Chris take deep breaths. One would have sworn he just ran the marathon, breathing the way he was. He was still leaning over my back as his cock was hard and firm and still very much at home in my mouth. Flexing it a few more times, Chris then began to rise off of me and back aganist the shower wall. Licking his dick a few more times, I let it drop from my mouth and before I stood to face my love, I gave it one last kiss.
Kissing him deeply and sharing the flavor of his cum with him, Chris was now at his level of gratitude. Slowly turning me around so that I was now facing away from him, Chris's hands began a journey across my firm but flat chest and stomach. His left hand caressed my nipples as his right hand found my pubes and as a rake, he used his fingers to smooth and seperate my pubes from each other. My cock was hard but was being completly ignored as Chris's hand continued his exploration of my pubes and balls. His fingers lightly tickled my ball sac and then cupped them forcefully as a jock stap would hold them together. Leaning back aganist Chris I began to fill his teen dick rise to the occasion once agan.
Chris made one adjustment of his dick as it now lay upon the outer curve of my cheeks. Once there Chris began a slow but steady pumping aganist me, each time as he pumped foreward he actually moved my whole body foreward. As his hand let go of my balls and grabbed my rock hard steel implant, I gasped at the feel of a tight hand upon my dick. Grabbing the hair conditioner I opened it and let go a steady stream of liquid over my dick, onto Chris's hand and now my balls. Feeling how slick and non friction it was having on us, I leaned up some and squited some onto my back. As I felt the sweet smell of aloe, it felt cold and smooth as it trailed down my back onto the crevice of my ass cheeks. Chris's comment of " ya dude" was the answer for my question as to wheather he would utilize the conditioner as a lube to enhance his fake fuck of my ass.
With his left arm around me in a bear hug and his right hand on my slick stick in motion, I knew I was close because of his non stop pumping on my backside and upper ass. I reached behind to hold Chris as close and tight to me as possible.
"Here it comes!!!" was all I could utter as my dick broke loose its dam of cum and let flow whatever remaining juices I had stored. Was I dreaming or did I really hear Chris whisper "I love you dude." as I felt his hose erupt with all his glory upon my back.
Cold pellets of water was now hitting and boucning off walls and curtin as I moved to face Chris with a question mark on my lips.
"Did you say something?" I asked as I moved closer to him.
"I said lets gets the fuck outta this shower. All the hot water is gone!!!" Chris yelled and smiled at me as he was trying to avoid the cold water. Grabbing Chris I said , "NO!!! lets stay and pretend we are Eskimo's."
"Fuck that dude!!" Chris said as he moved me away from him and slipped outta the tub. Stepping out onto the towel next to Chris, I turned and let go of the curtin as I stopped the flow of water. Grabbing one of the big fluffy towels I felt two warm hands upon my side and back as it was then that Chris began to dry me off.
Turning to face Chris, I said that I could get used to doing this on a regular basis. He agreed. As he turned me around to complete drying me off, I moved my hand under his chin, and lifting his face up to me I saw tears. Wiping them away I asked why he was crying. His answer caught me off guard.
"If only it could be me you got used to doing this with."
With that comment Chris dropped the towel on the floor and left the bathroom.
Could I really allow only Chris to enter my life as my one and only love?
Hes just a kid!! But wait..its not like I am THAT much older than him! As I brushed my teeth and rinsed with a gargle, I had finalized what I wanted to do. I DID want Chris in my life, I DID want Chris to shower with me....I DID want Chris to be my love!!!!
Walking out of the bathroom back into the chilly room, I had called Chris's name to explain to him my plan.
My heart sank....my eyes teared up... my legs got weak.
Chris was GONE!!!
To be continued...
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